Oh
Beloved
Do I
understand the pain of your broken heart?
I see the
misery around and all about
The mind
pictures that don’t become reality
The
reality that is destruction all about
It seems
some see and others do not
Perhaps
it’s really those who feel and the ones that do not
Repetition
is an old story of tears, smiles and tears
Empathy a
condition of humanness that tears
Sadness
stays like a fed stray
Easily
forgot is the laughter for the crying echoes
We look
about and wish for God
But
silence and logic will never be forgot
The angst
from the question of why?
The anger
from, silence and still the reply
So what
we have is sublime humanity
It saves
us and sometimes engenders humility
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